I woke up sore this morning. And tired. It feels kinda great.
The kids and I spent most of this past weekend at my parents’ place, sometimes known as Oven and Earth Farm. My mom bought a big trampoline about a month ago, so now when we’re over there, the kids just rotate from trampoline to sandbox (still around from when my brother and I were little) to swingset/playhouse and back to the trampoline. They barely need any adult instruction or intervention besides the hourly snack deliveries and water breaks. That means that my parents and I can get a whole lot of work done on these long, summery days.
Maybe I should have been sanding cutting boards, picking more strawberries, or cleaning my house, but instead I spent a good part of my weekend hoeing weeds, mowing, and planting the (above) celery starts. And eating popsicles, Instagramming, and jumping on the trampoline. (It’s quite the workout!)
It was also my dad’s birthday on Friday, so Saturday night, we had a little barbecue birthday party with my brother, sister in law, and cutest niece, who’s just now old enough to really play with my kids (and they all love each other). It was pretty much the perfect weekend, and I honestly haven’t felt this healthy in quite a while. It’s nice to finally shake off that winter funk.
This time of year, my parents’ are trying to finish up spring planting and stay ahead of the weeds that are coming on strong. So far, so good.
my dad and his hoe
weeds in the leeks
cauliflower, broccoli, cabbage and peas
The peas are just getting started. I think they may be my favorite vegetable of all time, and my kids are also obsessed with them, too.
new beds and old grape vines
My mom started some fennel for the first time this year.
foot bridge over Woods Creek that bisects my parents’ property
My parents always plant head lettuce among the cucumber plants because it’ll be done before the cucumbers take over the beds.
purple basil starts to sell at the farmers’ market
The corn is up.
Kit killed at least three rodents while my dad was rototilling.
They have the most amazing honeysuckle covering the back of the chicken coop. I think it appreciates all the chicken poop fertilizer.
There’s that honeysuckle again with a glimpse of the sandbox as the evening faded into night.
I hope y’all had a nice weekend as well. Take care! xoxo Camille